As a person having no children, sometimes my patience can be low. Not with kids who want to help, I always love that. But sometimes my sisters would let their crawlers and toddlers just be in the kitchen. I'd be taking a 25-lb turkey out of the oven and find myself tripping over a child. I finally learned to make the men hold their toddlers for a few minutes when I was dealing with hot foods that could scald them. On the other hand, I have one nephew and two neices who just loved to "help" from very early ages. I'd find step stools or a low table and give them jobs. I loved to cook from a very early age.
Such a great pic!